Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Song Qin was not happy in the north.

"How does grandfather know my news?

What did someone tell you? "

He slightly narrowed his eyes, sharp eyes to the side is waiting for the old man to drink water Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang shivered.

"It's not me, Qinbei. Why are you looking at me like this?

I didn't say that. " Qin Shuang looks sad and misunderstood. After waiting for her grandfather to drink the glass of water, she slowly stands up and says, "Qinbei, don't you forget, that program is a live program.

You can see that live broadcast when you go there. "

"I never know when my grandfather began to like this variety show?"

Song Qinbei's cold eyes narrowed, and the cold light flashed in them.

"What do you do with that tone?"

Mr. Song sat up slowly.

"What do you think Qin Shuang looks like?

After all, she's the fiancee we've chosen for you. After all, she's your wife.

Because of a daughter, do you want to question her like this? "

The old man's face was very unhappy. He coughed unnaturally, "you don't care about me, even when I began to like variety show, you don't know.

Although I'm old, I want to see this program that young people like to watch. What's the matter? "

"Not much." Don't open your eyes to song Qinbei who is uncomfortable.

"Grandfather, I only promised you to be engaged to Qin Shuang, but I didn't promise you not to appear in Tang Xin's world.

Is it too broad for my grandfather? "

"I hope grandfather doesn't push people too hard." Song Qinbei clenched his fist, "you are my grandfather, I can't help you, but if my grandfather insists on forcing me, then I can only hurt myself."

"What? Evil son, evil son, you even threaten me with yourself? What's good about that woman Tang Xin... "

Song Laozi's chest is constantly undulating up and down.

"Are you all right, grandfather?" Qin Shuang rushed to wait on him.

Song Qinbei was tired both physically and mentally. He turned around and left slowly with a heavy and tired body.

After an Zuo and song Qinbei, they just feel sorry for their boss

……

The next morning, the variety show began.

The store manager selected on the first day was Shen Qingwan.

In order to increase the turnover, Shen Qingwan reduced the price a lot and used a lot of discounts and concessions.

And when the guests eat, many dishes are bought one for free, as well as the drinks in the shop.

At the end of the day, although the $4000 task was completed, the ingredients in the store were used and emptied.

It's just that the turnover on the account is more, but the actual net profit is not much.

Others are already a little dissatisfied.

"Sister Shen, you've sent out everything you can in the shop. We don't even have an egg tart. How can we sell it. It's expensive to buy food now. "

"Yes, the place to buy food materials is in the suburb, far away from here, and it needs a lot of express fee."

Others are complaining, too.

As we all know, it's Tang Xin's turn to be the store manager the next day.

And Tang Xin is likely to be punished for not completing the task.

But Tang Xin didn't say anything. She cleared up the remaining ingredients in the store and thought about how to manage it tomorrow.

But I don't know, a microblog on the Internet is fermenting rapidly.

"Ah... Tang Xin, look at the microblog."

Zhou Zhenzhen was the first to find out. She tugged Tang Xin's sleeve and motioned him to look at the microblog.

When Tang Xin looks at it, the top of microblog is a hot search.